Monday, March 15, 2010

Why Blog?

What is the point in blogging? Blogging is a way to express ones thoughts. To get to know someone you hardly know anything about and to be able to hear what their options are. There are people out there that are shy so the internet is a great way to open these people up. These people can get behind a computer and just type out exactly how they feel about the situation without worrying what people may say to them or how others may react. Also by having a chance to blog about a certain subject gives you time to think about how you want to word what you want to say. Rather than in person you just have to say what come first without thinking it through fully.

Douglas Rushoff writes an article called “The Internet Is Not Killing off Conversation but Actively Encouraging It” Douglas thinks it is not the product that sells the item. Rushoff, believes it is the cartoon character or the bubble gum on or inside the product that makes the product sell faster. Just like any product he thinks the internet is the same way. The internet helps start questions with someone you hardly know. But we don’t always use the internet, in our conversations, just like the product. We use “Something to have when the conversation goes quiet at work the next day; an excuse to start a discussion with that attractive person in the next cubicle.” He says we may use “video clips” just to start off a conversation with someone we want to know better. Not necessary say the internet, although we work our way around it.
While Neale Talbot writes an article called “Weblogs (Good God Y’all) What Are They Good for (Absolutely Nothing-Say It Again)” He believes that blogging “is not a revolution.” Neale thinks “there is nothing revolutionary about something that’s been going on since the Web began.” What Neale doesn’t fully understand is the fact that revolutionary means new. With the internet there is always something new going on. Due to that fact the internet is a huge revolution in the world today.
Although I have to disagree with Talbot and agree with Rushoff, I believe that the web is an easy way to get new information’s about worldly things or about a friend’s life. Therefore web blogging has changed the world in which we live in. If we didn’t have the internet information would not be getting to place to place as fast as it is. We wouldn’t know about any new information’s and by the time we did hear about it would be considered old.

Can you remember the first time you posted your blog and the next day you got a message saying modify your blog post? After clicking that picture as your reading what your fellow blogger was saying about your blog? I am pretty sure your heart just filled with excitement. The internet is a great way to connect with old and new friends.

Word of wisdom: Using blogs can help you get to know someone you hardly know.

Rushoff, Douglas. "The Internet Is Not Killing Off Conversation but Actively Encouraging It." Web Log post. Web. MA: Perseus Pub 2002. 116-118.

Talbot, Neale. "Weblogs What Are They Good For." Web Log post. Web. MA: Preseus Pub. 130-132

My Needs or a Friend’s Needs

What does one have to do to be known as selfish? I have heard many of my close friends explain that being selfish means caring only about your main ideas. I however think that being selfish is thinking about your own self and not caring about other people around you. I assume when someone is being selfish they push other people out of the way to reach what they want in life Take a good look at your life: are all your thoughts and actions being selfish and you haven’t even realized it?

I have been following Tony Anders who is a very wise man and writes many popular blogs. Anders has been through a lot of different experiences in his life. Anders owns his own business, has a family, is writing a book, is engaged in much more. In “Am I being Selfish?” Anders explains when being selfish is wrong. But, Anders also states when it is okay to be selfish when we’re dealing with our health, faith, or money. Anders tries to figure out if people are selfish only because they are after their goals. Anders tries to figure out what it truly means to be selfish. He finally comes to the main point that being selfish means “chiefly concerned with one’s own interest, advantage, especially to the exclusion of the interests of others.” While I think being selfish is meeting your own needs instead of helping someone else. Being selfish never has a positive outcome. When someone is being selfish there is always a chance for pain, jealously, and other mix up feelings that people must deal with. While when we give up our pride of being selfish and help someone out we receive this joy in our heart of helping someone.
Anders also talks about being pleased for “righteous efforts are not selfish.” You should feel good about yourself when accomplish a goal you had. Instead of feeling guilty about accomplish your biggest goal. Anders feels like his needs should come before others when working towards a particular goal in life.
Anders blog about being selfish, I will have disagree with Anders. I do not agree when Anders says “ I believe people should steal someone else’s joy” while I believe we should be happy when they accomplished a goal instead of being rude about and being mad that they accomplished something before us. We should help others reach their goal. We would get a whole lot more done in this world if we were to help another person out. Instead of filling our own wants. I think that if we gave up some of our selfishness this world would be a much better place to live in. All because we could give people who have the talent and passion to want to achieve a goal but never have an opportunity to. These people would do a whole lot more with it if we were much less selfish.

I have been very selfish toward one of my best friend named Kaitlynn. But when I started to act selfish things started to turn upside down. I ended up dating two of her friends. And though I did not know at the time, she had a huge crush on one of them.

This is where I have to tell you, that I was not a very good friend here. To be honest, I did not mind the boy’s interest. I dated one of them for a short while without mentioning it to Kaitlin. If I could go back, I would have never dated him, but at the time I had it all rationalized. Now imagine you are Kaitlin and you have a crummy friend like me. We all had different outlooks on this situation. I admit that I never should have hurt Kaitlin like I did.

Anders asks the question “When is selfishness wrong?” Well selfishness is wrong when you take a dream from a friend and it doesn’t mean as much to you as it would to them. Is it worth all the pain to hurt a really close friend? I personally do not think it is worth all the pain. My point is that there are a lot of people in the world. No one ever sees everything the same way you do; it just doesn't happen. So when you find one person who gets a couple of things, especially if they're important ones, you might as well hold on to them. You know?

Word of Wisdom: Hope for your friends’ successes.

Disability: Overcoming the Challenge

I have had many obstacles I have faced and overcome. Grades do not come easily for me. I have to work hard to achieve the grades that I have earned. I work on a problem until I fully understand it. Imagine having important needs and ideas to communicate but being unable to express them. Or trying to read or add but not being able to make sense of the information.

I was just starting the second grade. I started yelling at my mom “I DON’T WANT TO GO” you could tell my mom was getting very frustrated with me. I hated school. I was a little behind on my reading, math, and writing skills. The teachers all thought I needed to get some testing done to figure out why I was so behind on all of these skills. These tests dragged on day after day for an entire week. They were each two hours long for a whole week. I was sitting in a small square room no claiming pictures on the walls, with a guy named Steven. Steven was about five feet ten inches. He had short brown hair and was very thin. My hands were extremely sweaty before meeting with Steven. He kept asking me all these questions with a bold voice and had me to read him a lot of stories from a gigantic book each page had a different sentence and then he would turn to the next page very slowly. After that week, my parents had to wait for a couple of weeks for the test results to come in. As we waited I wonder what was going on with me. Once they came in, my parents and teacher had to attend a meeting with Steven, my teacher, and the principal. They discussed what was going on with me and why my reading, writing, and math skills were behind compared to other students.
The test results stated that I am a person with a learning disability. I have experienced a cycle of learning failures and lower self-esteem since the age of eight. Having a learning disability brings overwhelming frustration. The most important information I had to remember is “with a learning disability, I can still learn.”

Now, I feel like I am always hitting the books. While my friends are meeting up after school, I am back at home in my room reading and rereading the same material. But no matter how hard I study, I have difficulty remembering things and my grades remain average. While my friends, who never seemed to study, always aced their tests. It does not seem fair. I get so frustrated.

When I was diagnosed with a learning disability, I felt relieved to know what was going on; I was also worried. I did not like the “disability” label. I was concerned about what it might mean for my future. Would I be able to go to college and study special education like I hoped while accomplishing all of my goals? In my senior year of high school, I was determined not to let my learning disability get the best of me. I promised myself I was going to go to college and afterward teach special education. I worked very hard to get scholarships and to improve my grades. All of this hard work paid off. I earned three scholarships because of the hard work I put into those essays to get the scholarship. By my senior year I learned a lot and I tried a lot of new things. I am now at a point in my life where I realize I can do anything I want to accomplish if I put my mind towards it. This was not an easy process but by the end all of the hard work was worth it. I am now excited to be able to graduate college and help students who are having problems with learning. I believe I can help these students because I have been in their positions. I know how hard it is when someone is teaching you something you do not understand and the teacher acting like you should. This becomes very frustrating I hope I will be able to teach these students they can do anything as long as they are going to work hard toward their goals.

The first step in solving any problem is realizing there is one. I no longer believe I am dumb, and my use of words has improved. I am making slow but steady progress in all my classes. No matter what I have to learn I always learn the material. It just, may take me longer and I may need someone to help me at times. I study in all the free time I have. I always have an open book in my hand. I utilize my time to my best benefit.

While I have a learning disability I learned that not every one learns the same way. Some people are visual, auditory, or even kinesthetic also known as tactile. Some people are a combination of all three. The best way to get through learning something you have never seen before is to figure out your learning style and learn how to solve the problem your own way. All of us are different. If we were the same it wouldn’t be as changeling and fun to teach someone who does not see the way you see things. We each have our own ideas and thought which create more discussions and seeing others point of view. As of for me I had to work extremely hard to accomplish all that I have done in school. When something does not work for one person a teacher needs to see that and find a new way so that person can learn.

Having a learning disability has taught me how to deal with people, how to learn, how others learn, and also how to be a hard worker. I deal with my friends better because I have to be more patient. A learning disability has taught me how to be more patient. I can help others learn because I understand how hard the material can be. My hard work comes into play every day. If I was lazy, I would not overcome this challenge. A learning disability is a very hard challenge to overcome. People need the right support from teachers, family, and friends to help overcome a disability. My learning disability is a hidden handicap.

Word of wisdom: everyone learns at a different speed and different ways so be patient and creative if your way of teaching someone does not work

Wednesday, March 10, 2010

keep the people that make you smile

My friend Amy called me the other night we have not talked since graduation. She was telling me story about a guy named Adam. Amy kept saying “he is amazing. He’s all I’ve ever wanted and more, he is one of them people you can walk down the street with and you do not even have to hold hands because we know how we feel.”

During high school Amy was in a long term relationship with Toby. This guy was completely different than Adam. Amy thinks it’s not fake with her and Adam. She is totally comfortable with him. She has known Adam for about two years, and she like him for those two years she would call during high school and go on and on about him. She never thought it would work out with the. She had no idea he actually liked her. That is why she dated other guys.

When Adam told Amy he liked her, she was still with Toby. She was a mess. But Amy and Toby split up because he cheated, and Adam and all her other guys wanted to beat him up for hurting her so much.
Adam was the only one out of all of Amy’s friends who would talk to her about the relationship with Toby. She told him she had feelings for him and she always has. Now the two of them are together. It’s weird she has never had something so perfect and exactly what she wanted. He is tall dark haired, and green eyed guy. It is not just that either she says, “He’s amazing, he is nice, funny, and can take any side of me, even me in the morning. He always knows how to make me smile when I am upset and is one of the nicest guys I have met.”

From her experience I learned a lot about life. Imagine the people you see everyday right now, the people you would least expect to not see tomorrow. In a couple years, college will come and with it new friends and new experiences. The people you see every day in the halls; your friends and some of them, your best friends, will disappear from your life... each going their own way. You'll see them once every 10 years at some random reunion, if that. These are the people you have grown up with and become friends with or even if you're not, there will come a time when many of them won't even cross your mind. The truth is ... you'll see your best friends maybe once a year because time goes by so fast and everyone is so busy. Enjoy today and enjoy tomorrow because these days come but once in your lives. Be thankful for what you have and most of all, for who you have in your life because life's plan for you may bring you away from these people. But no matter what anyone else says, and no matter what time can do, your heart will always bring the best back, and your memories with them will forever hold a place in your soul.
Words of wisdom: keep in touch with close friends.

Wednesday, March 3, 2010

I Could Use A Hand

The episode of love on the rocks from the well-liked television show full house is about how D.J. is Feeling that her relationship with Steve has drifted apart, DJ explores all other options, before ultimately breaking up with him. Steve goes off to Hollywood for a school trip. While D.J. is stuck at home watching her cousins and trying to figure out if she still wants to be with Steve. D.J. decides that she does not want to wait at home for Steve to get home. D.J. goes out with her best friend Kimmy mountain climbing. D.J. was really scared to climb the mountain. But once she faced her fear she learned there is more than life then just being with Steve. The whole week that Steve was gone D.J. keep busy. After forgetting the day Steve got back home D.J. then decided that it is time to break up with Steve. She asks Danny her dad what his advice is. She explains to Steve that she wants to break up. She tells Steve “breaking up is like climbing a mountain it’s really scary until you do it then it is incredible.”

D.J learned a lot about herself the entire week Steve was gone. As humans we are scared to take risk. We hate change. But once we take the first step towards that change we are usually happy we took that step. It is also a lot easier to make that first step with a supportive friend or family member. That way we know we’re not going on this new adventure by our self.

By taking a risk and having a supportive family can leave a person with a positive outcome. D.J. learns to give up the want for a boyfriend to find out who she is and what she likes. D.J. also learns from her family mistakes. Also she has an open mind to trying new thing even thought she is very afraid to try it. But once she tries it she thinks it is incredible.

Word of wisdom: pain is easier to handle when you go through it with another person

Works cited

"Love on the rocks." Full House. DIR. Guylas, Ellen. ABC. 01 Mar. 9 4. Television.

Sunday, February 28, 2010

The Young Years: Another Year Older

It was a chilly fall evening around four o’clock at night. I was over at Emily’s house my old friend from the 1990’s. We lived in a big neighborhood in Pickerington, Ohio. She lived in an old brick house with five windows in the fount of the house. She lived right across from my house. While at her house we were up in her room, which was on the top floor above the kitchen. My mother told me I could only stay at Emily’s house until six o’clock. I had to be home at six o’clock because we were going out to dinner for my birthday.

Emily and I could not decide what we wanted to do with the time we had. Should we watch a movie, play on the computer, or play dress up? It took us five dragging minutes to agree on what we were going to do the next 2 hours. On those five hours we reached a conclusion of watching my favorite Disney movie Aladdin. After Aladdin was over I grabbed my sweatshirt put it on and walked a crossed the black pavement to my house to get ready to leave for dinner.

My mom, dad, brother, and I got into my mom’s red jeep. She asked me where I wanted to go for my Birthday dinner. I told her I wanted to go to Max and Erma’s. On our way to Columbus we listened to my new CD Brittany Spears that I got for my birthday from my brother. We had to stop by my grand mas and grand pas house to pick them up so they could join us. They got into the jeep with us. We were on way to Columbus.

On the way up to Max and Erma’s my grandparents gave me a new gift. I was holding a tiny box with pink wrapping paper with a purple ribbon and a blue bow in the middle. I ripped opened the pink wrapping paper as fast as I could to see what was inside. My grandparents got me a new polley pocket and a savings bond. I was so in love with my new doll.

Finally we made it to Max and Erma’s. I was craving a cheeseburger with French fries and for dessert a warm chocolate chip cookie. We went inside and we had to wait for fifteen to twenty minutes because they were busy. After a while it was our turn to be seated. The tall, brown haired, and tan skinned hostess seat us. She took us to a booth by a window. I was extremely hungry I could smell onion rings, cookies, and hamburgers as we walked to our booth.

The server came and took our drinks and orders. After twenty minutes our food beyond recall came out on a large tray. I took a big bit of my cheeseburger. The cheese burger tasted so good. I could feel the cheese melt in my mouth. I took a bite of my French fries. I could taste the seasoning as it touched my tongue. My French fried need something else so I adding a little more salt. Salt was the missing ingredient. I was definitely filling up and becoming full. But I had to save room for my chocolate chip cookie. The server came out be hide the door from the kitchen with a candle and a group of his co workers singing “Happy Birthday”.

We left Max and Erma’s going home full. By the time we left it was about eight thrity. The moon was out. When I walked outside I got goose bumps because a cold wind blew past me. Leaves flew behind me and around me. I was so happy that my family and grandparents took me out to dinner for my Birthday. When we arrived home I went straight to bed with a big smile on my face and full belly. What a great way to end a wonderful birthday.

word of wisdom: Hold on to every memory.

Sunday, February 21, 2010

To the boy I would easily call my best guy friend

Most of my friends come and go. Or we end up disappointing each other and hurting one another. But this one person has been there for me through slick and thin. He has cared for me like no one else had or will. He can tell when something is truly wrong with me and in minutes he can cheer me up.

I would just like to take this moment to thank him for being the wonderful person he is. For coming into my life and helping me see things in a new way. For cheering me up when I need it, and making it impossible for anything but a smile to ever appear on my face. For "none of that frowning stuff.. That’s not aloud.” I would like to thank him for being there every night so I have someone to talk to until late hours. For never falling asleep mid conversation and always giving a "Goodnight" and "Sweet dreams" when I finally get tired. I would like to thank him for being there when I really just need to complain about everything...And I would like to thank him even more for listening and realizing that I don't want to be told "I'm sure it’s not that bad", and that I just need to say how I feel..No advice. Thank you for our entire inside jokes and laughing when we pick on each other. Thank you for walking next to me in the hall way and always saying "Hello" every time we pass each other. I want to thank him for pointing out who I am to his friends when he sees me but I don't see you. I would just like to take this moment to thanks to him for being everything he is, and not caring about the things that he is not. Our friendship means the world to me in a way that I cannot explain.

Without him I would be completely broken and confused by life. I just want to say Thank you Shawn for being a best friend to me. No one could ever replace you.

Word of wisdom: Be thankful for what you have.

Sunday, February 7, 2010

Why Worry?

Friendship is a powerful thing. Whether we have many friends or few, we were created for relationships. The people we call friends hold a tremendous amount of power over us. Since we are social creatures, those we spend the most time with heavily influence us- either for good or evil.

When I think of friends, my mind immediately goes to Kalee, my best friend while growing up. Kalee and I met in the seventh grade, and we continued as best friends all through high school. We did everything together. She played soccer and track. While I did not play soccer with her I did cheerleading and track. So every spare moment we had was spent together hanging out at one another’s house. We spent hours about talking about life, boys, school, other friends, family, and much more. We did fun things together as well as having the time of our lives.

We loved to hang out overnight at each other’s houses. One night Kalee came over to play Monopoly, and we stayed up late to finish the game. At three o clock in the morning we finally decided to go to sleep, but instead told stories until our loud giggling woke up my mom. She marched in the room and began angrily addressing us. While she was yelling, I sat down on the couch and accidentally landed on a big bag of potato chips. Crutch! Kalee keeled over in laughter, and soon mom and I were laughing hysterically too. It is these kinds of fun memories that I think of when I think of friends. Kalee and I had spent years building this friendship. Even if I would have pushed Kalee away, she loved me enough to be there when I decided I needed her in my life. She proved to be one of the best friends a girl could ever have.

Friendships are important because life is too short to worry about getting in trouble with mom like we did that one night. Life is about making memories and having fun with the people who care most about you.

Word of wisdom: life is too short to spend worrying simple things in life are usually more satisfying

Sunday, January 31, 2010


My father and I are very close. From an early age I have memories of his constant involvement in my life. Cheerleading competitions, dance competitions, school, and you name it and he was always there for me.

I can remember fishing trips with Dad and my brother. Days in advance, we would get our poles and tackle ready, pack our food, and dream of catching the largest fish in the lake. The big day would arrive and we would get up before the sun, pile into the car, and begin the long journey.

The road that led to the lake was full of hills; my family called it the “bumpy road.” My dad would drive fast just so we would all get butterflies in our stomachs. It was a blast. Just imagine the scene: the sun shining brightly, the car windows down, and a father and his kids whooping and hollering in sheer delight as they speed along a country road. For a kid, life cannot get any better. I will never forget the fun we shared on those trips.

My dad and I would sit down on a rock every time we went on this trip. We would talk about our family and the things in life that I was most thankful for. He would ask me some questions. My dad would tell me how thankful he was for me. He told me how much I meant to him and that he would love me no matter what I did or who I would become. I knew my father loved me. I felt so safe like I could stay there on that rock forever. I knew my dad loved me for who I was, and his love made me feel secure. I am able to trust my dad because he is a man of his word. I know that he loves me not only because he says so but also because he shows me his love in many different ways. My dad gave me his full attention whenever he was with me. He is the best dad in the entire world.

Word of wisdom: everybody wants a little attention once in a while.

Sunday, January 24, 2010

Just Chill Out and Wait

My Science teacher Mr. Carter did a since project last December. He research was done with children. Mr. Carter was determined to see if he could see the future by watching four year olds interact with a marshmallow. He invited the children, one by one, into a plain room and begins the gentle torment. "You can have one marshmallow right now", he says. "But if you wait while I run an errand, you can have two marshmallows when I get back." And then he leaves.

Some children grab the treat the minute he’s out the door. Some last a few minutes before they give in. But others are determined to wait. They cover their eyes; they put their head down; they sing to themselves; they try to play games or even fall asleep. When the Mr. Carter returns, he gives these children their hard-earned marshmallows. And then, science waits for them to grow up.

By the time the children reach high school, something remarkable has happened. A survey of the children’s parents and teachers found that those who as four year olds had the fortitude to hold out for the second marshmallow generally grew up to be better adjusted, more popular, adventurous, confident, and dependable teenagers. The children who gave in to temptation early on were more likely to be lonely, easily frustrated, and stubborn. They buckled under stress and shied away from challenges.

Of course, the moral of the story is that developing the character necessary to delay gratification in small areas can translate into great success in other areas. But the four year olds in the study didn’t know that. They didn’t resist the marshmallow in hopes of getting better grades in high school. They overcame their urge to eat the marshmallow because they had faith- they could envision the moment when the nice man in the white coat would come back with two marshmallows. They persevered because they trusted.

This story really encourages me. I go through the same internal struggle those kids must have endured. Like a marshmallow beckoning the child to eat its sweet fluffiness, something I want right now is calling my name. And let me tell you, it looks good.

Why don’t I snatch it up? Because there may be something better if I wait. But I must have faith to believe it. Like those little children, we’re left alone with something that we think could satisfy us immediately. And we can’t see the reward of delaying our gratification. It gets down to this question: Do I believe that by passing up something good now because it’s the wrong time, something better will come around when it is the right time?

Word of wisdom: make decisions based on the whole picture

Sunday, January 17, 2010

Don't be Someone Your Not

I meet this kid a couple of months ago. We were not really close friends are anything. But you could tell that he wanted to become best friends as well as tell me some more information I had no idea about. His story went something like this.

The point in my life that turned me into the person I am now happened when I was a sophomore in high school... When I was in high school I was the exact opposite of how I am in class. Very quiet and very shy... I didn’t make friends easily at all but I still had a lot of friends because people always seemed to talk to me. Anyways when I was a sophomore there was this one girl I REALLY REALLY liked. She was very quiet and shy, and it was homecoming night and I could tell she was a little interested in me but I had zero confidence in myself, especially with woman... So during homecoming I asked her to dance and I ASSSUME she said yes but she was also a quiet person too so I couldn’t understand what she said and I took her answer as a no. she then walked away where I stood alone and very depressed since I got shut down... so I started to walk away and to go sit down at my idiot self. Then for some reason I stop and look back to where I had asked her and she was standing there looking for me... (I later found out she walked away because she went to go take a picture)....

I made several attempts to talk to her again but it only made things worse. I was too afraid of being shot down that I let my shame engulf me. I told my friends because I didn’t know how to deal with this devastating heartbreak. They made it worse because they talked to her and they made fun of me and called me a pussy for not being able to say anything... this added to my shame and built up a wall of depression I only recently overcame.

but anyways to sum it up... I didn’t know it but I fell in love with that girl which is why it hurt me so badly... and I dwelled on this one instance for roughly 2 years before I could go one day without thinking about it. It is because of this one event that I am very loud, obnocsious, and outgoing. So I can prevent any sort of thing like that to happen to myself again. It is also because of this that I have slowly learned to tell people exactly what I am thinking or feeling and to not hold onto it or it will only burden me.

Life is not perfect! I know this very well, but DO NOT let your past consume you... it isn’t fun...and it definitely hurts. Seek out closure so you can move on with your life... It took my friend a rough 4 years to figure all this out, and it was one crappy ride....

Word of wisdom: be yourself.

Monday, January 11, 2010

Cheap or Expensive happiness?

When I was a sophomore in high school I found my true passion. Most girls hated gym class me I didn’t mind it. It was a Monday morning at second period. Our gym was about 4700 square feet. The gym also hand our mascot the bulldog on both ends of the shorter end walls. On this particular day the bleachers were out that’s unusual. They are usually pushed in when we have gym class.
As I got ready for gym class two boys came in. They weren’t your everyday boys they were different. These two boys had disabilities. They didn’t need wheelchairs to walk. They had mental disabilities. When told directions verbally they didn’t to a certain extent understand what they needed to do. So they had an aid help them and direct them in the right direction.

When we finished playing basketball there was fifteen minutes left in the class. The two boys keep playing basketball I went over and rebounded for them. They were so nice and excited that I wanted to help. On this day I realized being happy does not have to be expensive.
After this day I began to feel very blessed for what I was giving. I realized that some people are worse off than me. Those people who are worse off than me I should help them as much as I possibly can. On this Monday I decided that I wanted to help kids with disabilities out. I asked the aid how I could get involved and she told me how. I went down to their classroom after I finished lunch and I would work with the students in there with one on one activities, helping the teacher out, and working with the students.
Following the next year I realized that I fell in love with helping these students. I was happy and my happiness was not expensive. All my happiness cost me was a little bit of my time. All the time I put in for these students was worth it. Just seeing them smile when they finally understood what I was teaching them. All of that hard work was enough to make me happy and I didn’t have to buy some expensive fancy car.

Word of wisdom: Happiness does not have to be expensive.

Wednesday, January 6, 2010


Whoever reads this, my blogs will be about situations from my friends and my own past. Different people deal with problems also how we solve these problems in our life are dealt differently. How we made mistakes and how we fixed them are also dealt with differently. Helping people get wisdom has been a large part of my life and I have a huge passion for helping these people in need of wisdom. Since there are many different types of wisdom and wisdom is a large subject. I decided to break it down into a smaller subject.

The next couple of weeks, I will try my best to cover don't criticize others when you are angry with yourself, love carries expectations, be yourself, make decisions based on the whole picture, try to make someone happy each and every day, fall seven times stand up eight, pain is easier to handle when you go through it with another person, two people can look at one thing and have different opinions, half a loaf is better than none, do not change the rules in the middle of a game, have patience in a friend or you may lose him forever, being happy does not have to be expensive, and finally life is too short to spend worrying simple things in life are usually more satisfying. I plan on stating how I feel about each word of wisdom. Also I plan on describing how these words of wisdom have changed me to be the person I am.

I am hoping that these words of wisdom will cause a lot of people to open up and think and also comment on their own options about the topic. Also if they have dealt with a similar problem how they solved their own problem. Or how they dealt with their own mistakes and what these people did to solve it. I am hoping that people will open up and think outside of the box. I want people to have a different kind of view. As well as look at other sides of what people think. I want people to try to understand others.